Princess

[skarob]

She was sat there, quietly fiddling with her cuff, her green shoes bobbing along to the music, lost in her own world. And I fell. I fell hard and fast. Her eyes smiling so brightly behind her black rimmed glasses, her hair falling down in thin strands about her face. She looks up at me, sees me staring. I look away, abashed. She smiles and takes my hand, kissing my fingers and running my hand across her cheek. Leaning over to kiss me, she whispers in my ear, the words soft and gentle. She jumps up, her skirt billowing outwards. To dance. I watch, my heart swelling. A blastof cold air as the door opens, a guy walking in. She looks up and out the door to the street outside, suddenly running towards me. Her fist slams into my arms;

"Yellow Car. 1-0"

I laugh, she sticks her tongue out and runs back to the dance floor.